“I don’t understand. We have the mirror. It’s why we came to the forest,” Mykal said. He stopped there. Karyn had been kidn*pped. They’d all been close to losing their lives.
Galatia had placed the mirror into the side saddle on her horse. “It will do us no good to call Pendora now. Not without having the other artifacts, too.”
“What other artifacts?” Blodwyn demanded.
“It isn’t you I need,” she said, ignoring the question and locking eyes on Blodwyn.
you Mykal cringed. It wasn’t that her words came out harshly, but the meaning was clear. What she said might not have offended Blodwyn, but they’d visibly upset him. She made it almost impossible to trust her, even though he wanted to. Everything about her had been mysterious from the beginning, never revealing more than pieces each time
